straight up YOINKING vox's hat &. making a run for it, depending on how far his kitty legs can go. he's so smug about it too.
....what the fuck. Did a fucking purple cat just poof into his office and steal his hat and make a run for it?
....eh. Weirder things have happened. He's immediately following after the little creature, voice soft and almost wheedling. "Heyyyyy, little....buddy. Can I have that back, please? Not exactly super polite to steal something that doesn't belong to you, you know. I can have one of my staff get you a nice catnip toy or something instead. How's that sound?"











